All this social distancing has allowed me to plow through some of my bookshelves instead of not being able to help picking up new stuff at the library. Which has been a little nice. I just finished Cullen's earlier book, Mrs. Poe, so when I found this one on my shelf I thought 'why not?' I think I liked this more than Mrs. Poe, which I found a bit too convenient. This was a much more complicated tale about a sort of weird fissure involving a much more cantankerous and weirdly magnetic literary figure. I enjoyed the ambiguous relationships between many of the characters and the exploration between the two personages of Samuel Clemens and Mark Twain. I'm also an enthusiast of houses and the Mark Twain House in Hartford is my personal favorite. It was nice to visit it briefly here and learn some more about his final home at Stormfield, which is no longer standing. Overall I did like this quite a bit. I like Mark Twain, maybe a little less than the next English major, but still. Regardless, I'm not sure I'd be able to stand Sam Clemens for any period of time. Though, I guess it's possible I'd be just as charmed as everyone else.